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POEM 3 - SUICIDE AND HEARTBREAK
Here I lie, On the floor, Blood is everywhere, No more exit door, Why such things, Should happen to me, Is a mystery, Because once we, Had a life together, You and I, But now you don't care, And now I'm about to die, What do you think now, In your "no emotion" head, What do you think now, Now that I'm dead, Oh wait, that's right, You still don't care, The only thing you care for, Is your brown fluffy bear, That's typical for a girl, No sexism enquired, But you'd make a crap wife, Always thinking I'm "just tired", When you really know, It's because of you I cry, And it's because of you, That I want to die...
Wrote this jsut to contribute to a guild in thanks for being invited to it.
DaleLuck1313 · Fri Nov 10, 2006 @ 08:08pm · 0 Comments |
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